Unblessing Novels & Stories

“May fate be kind to you, may your loved ones aid you in the storms of life, may joy be yours and may there be little strife, may peace and happiness be yours all your days, may you find friends and the love of a fated mate on your way.” I could feel the blessing reverberate through me and know that this is no young witch; this woman is powerful. She then picks up a goblet and draws a crescent on each of their foreheads. “Blessings of the Spirits be upon you. Blessings of All Beings be upon you.” Concluding the blessing, she gives each of us a candle to blow out before placing a crescent on our foreheads as well. “That was something else,” I murmur, and Caterina agrees.

Cassandra took the hand and shook it lightly. “I believe there are so much things we need to discuss and why not go somewhere more comfortable.” Cassandra put a friendly smile and nodded, she had a feeling he was trustworthy. Christopher glances at Steve and his friend. “I don’t want to request a restriction order on you so please go home and behave Steve.” “But Uncle…” ‘Uncle?’ Cassandra looked away and she met Shiloh's eyes. Shiloh is fascinated with the big sister she just met. “I am so ashamed to have a nephew who was an idiot like you. Go home for now.”

I was going to find time to tell dad about mum’s message later too. A sudden voice caught me off guard that instant. “Look! The Alpha’s awake! Our curse has been freed by Luna Audrey.” There were cheers immediately. +Sometime around Christmas+ “We wish you a Merry Christmas. We wish you a Merry Christmas. We wish you a Merry Christmas and a happy new year….” Sung the citizens in the Red Walker pack happily. I was so glad everything had changed now. There were no more dark outfits, banning of anything related to Christmas. In fact, Bane had announced this himself. Although it was after I relayed the message from his mum and dad.

This is just so fucking tormenting. "Hey, Ingrid, Hija, it's not a solution at all for your sorrow. And, I feel so sorry for you. But... You need to at least think of something that could make you feel better. Make you feel alive and hopeful. Life is a precious gift. And, if there is still life, there is always hope to achieve what we want. Believe in miracles, too. It happens if you just will believe in it." She advised as I felt a hand touched my left leg and I just sighed deeply.

Max said. “Fine, we will be home, get some of Selena's men to move Jade down in the basement that is the last place they will look for her. Make sure to bless it as well.” Jayden said. “Bless it?” He asked. “Yes, there is a book in my room that has a blessing. You should know if you're the one that told me about it.” Jayden said. “The Blessing of Undeath?” Max asked. “Yes.” “I don’t think that will work,” Max said.

The Benefactor The logs were a chilling descent into a curated madness. The contact was saved as “The Benefactor.” The conversations were not explicit orders. They were validations, echoes, amplifications. Benefactor: ‘The dilution of a great lineage is the greatest tragedy. You, who built its fortress, understand this better than anyone.’ Bryce: ‘The variable is adaptive. It bypasses protocols.’ Benefactor: ‘Exactly. It doesn’t respect the architecture. A true heir would be born of the architecture, not grafted onto it. Your clarity is a beacon.’

I waited until the fight in my shoulders eased a fraction. Truly the silent people are the most dangerous of all. He removed his hand. “You’re insane,” I whispered. “Maybe.” He stood and started unbuttoning his shirt. “But I’m done being the quiet one you walk all over.” His shirt hit the floor. I couldn’t look away. Lean muscle from years of construction work, a faint scar on his ribs I’d never bothered to ask about. He toed off his boots, unbuckled his belt, and let his jeans drop.

LUNA Hana gave me bangs while I was still fussing over the fact that Alessandro had apparently been the one to suggest she buy me clothes. The same Alessandro who had pretended to be irritated the moment she showed up. That man was confusing as fuck. “Something big is happening,” Hana whispered. The scissors stopped for a second. Just like that, all the fun disappeared. Reality came crashing back. “Bash and Sandro are planning to send us away. Not that I’m leaving Bash alone when a war is coming, but…”

The need to shift and to hurt sparks instantly. I need to run. I need to connect myself to where I am strongest, and I need to blare that power loud and clear to anyone nearby. I need to release the hurt onto something else so it won’t plague me, demolishing any speck of cowardice that dares to stay.

Siran’s hands were marked with chalk sigils, unstable and beautiful. “You all stood still and called it freedom. But you only built space for confusion. You watched things fall apart and called it 'natural.’ You chose not to choose.” Ari folded her hands. “That was the point,” she said. “Then maybe it’s time we choose something else.” In the western commune of Koris’ Bend, something burned. A bloom. Not killed. Wounded. The Unbound had discovered a method to sever resonance intentionally not just breaking spells, but silencing entire fields.